Song Info: Well My Buckle Makes Impressions On The Inside Of Her Thigh Song name is Feathered Indians which is sung by Tyler Childers & lyrics written by himself.
Well My Buckle Makes Impressions On The Inside Of Her Thigh Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well my buckle makes impressions
On the inside of her thigh
There are little feathered Indians
Where we tussled through the night
If I’d known she was religious
Then I wouldn’t have came stoned
To the house of such an angel
Too fucked up to get back home
[Verse 2]
Lookin’ over West Virginia
Smoking Spirits on the roof
She asked ain’t anybody told ya
That them things are bad for you
I said many folks have warned me
There’s been several people try
But up ’til now, there ain’t been nothing
That I couldn’t leave behind
[Chorus]
Hold me close my dear
Sing your whispering song
Softly in my ear
And I will sing along
Honey tell me how your love runs true
And how I can always count on you
To be there when the bullets fly
I’d run across the river just to hold you tonight
[Verse 3]
Well my heart is sweating bullets
From the circles it has raced
Like a little feathered indian
Callin’ out the clouds for rain
I’d go runnin’ through the thicket
I’d go careless through the thorns
Just to hold her for a minute
Though it’d leave me wanting more
[Chorus]
Hold me close my dear
Sing your whispering song
Softly in my ear
And I will sing along
Honey tell me how your love runs true
And how I can always count on you
To be there when the bullets fly
I’d run across the river just to hold you tonight